I spent the day sniffling and snorting and trying to get my congested brain to function so I could write, but words and sentences and thoughts came slowly today. The hours passed quickly though, and before I’d written half of what I’d hoped to write today, it was 3pm and time to pick up my son Theo from school. I thought about taking a pair of shoes I wanted to give away along with me to school just in case I saw Lena, one of only two friends that shares my shoes size (see February 3, August 4 and September 23!), but I rarely see her at pick up, so I left the shoes at home. But I walked in the gate, who should I see but Lena, with her son Malcolm! Darn it, I thought to myself. I should have brought the shoes.